This is like really early but I always do a week long thing where I update my storyline books so I need to start writing soon
Ashton:
It's your baby's first Christmas and you and Ashton are trying to be impressionable on her. You want her to have an amazing day and you want her to get into the Christmas spirit.
You and Ashton did an incredible job decorating the house and have made sure to get your daughter plenty of toys and clothes to last her a while.
On the morning of Christmas, you wake up to your almost one year old daughters soft giggles. Ashton is sat at the foot of the bed with her sat on his lap as he tickles her gently.
"Should we wake mummy so we can go and get your presents?" Ashton asks softly as you sit up and put your hand on his back.
He turns and smiles at you before kissing you softly, "Merry Christmas babe."
Your daughter waves her small arms around, clearly after your attention, so you offer her a massive smile and take her from Ashtons arms, "Hello sweetheart, don't you look beautiful?"
You notice that Ashton has dressed her in a little green dress with a red collar to follow the festive theme and you smile.
"Come on," Ashton says excitedly, "Present time!"
You carry your daughter downstairs as Ashtons runs ahead to go and turn all of the Christmas lights on.
Your daughter claps her hands and squeals happily when she sees all the presents for her.
Ashton puts on his Santa hat and sits on the floor before opening his arms up for his baby girl.
She crawls into his arms as you pass her the wrapped gifts. Ashton helps her open them whilst you take hundreds of photos of your family.
Once everything is unwrapped, you and Ashton get a few of the toys out for your daughter to play with and she toddler around on her small feet excitedly.
"Santa must really like you baby girl." Ashton says as he grabs his laughing daughter and throws her up into the air.
You shake your head but smile as you open up a bag of building blocks for her.
"Y/N, look!" Ashton laughs as you turn around.
Your daughter is buried in a pile of wrapping paper and Ashton has stuck a bow to her little head.
She looks at you with her big hazel eyes and has a grin on her face.
You laugh too and situate yourself beside Ashton who keeps rewrapping his daughter up everytime she moves, making her laugh hysterically.
"You're such a tease." You say as your daughter wiggles out of the wrapping paper to grab a building block.
"Its Christmas," Ashton says, "I'm allowed to have a bit of fun."
The two of you hear a soft 'oof' as your daughter pulls the bag of building blocks over into her lap. She laughs slightly as she smashes two building blocks together noisily.
"Look, she's already a drummer." Ashton gushes proudly.
You sigh and roll your eyes, "I already regret buying her those."
Michael:
"I don't want to get up!" Michael complains.
"Babe, it's Christmas," You smile, "Besides, you won't get any food if you stay up here all day."
Michaels eyes shoot open and he smiles slightly, "Alright, I'll get up."
"Good, the boys are already here and our families should be here soon." You explain.
"How come we have to do Christmas this year? We can't cook!" He asks.
"Correction, you can't cook." You laugh as Michael heaves himself out of bed.
"I hate you." Mikey sighs as he pulls his Christmas jumper on.
"I love you too." You say before heading back downstairs to see your family walking through the door.
They all come up to you and wish you a Merry Christmas before heading into the lounge where Luke, Ashton and Calum are.
Not long later, Michaels family turn up just as Michael finally comes downstairs and, after everyone has shared their gifts, you and Michael head to the kitchen to cook.
"You could've asked Ashton to help you, he likes cooking." Michael complains as he twirls a fork inbetween his fingers.
"We're a couple Mike, that means you have to help me, not your friend."
He rolls his eyes and sighs dramatically before asking about what needs doing.
Everything seemed to be going well until Michael burnt himself on the oven.
"Fuck!" He curses.
"Why didn't you use a towel you doofus?" You ask as you shove his hand under the cold tap.
"Didn't think I'd need to." He mumbles as he bites his lip with pain.
"Of course you need to! You turned the oven on and saw the temperature that were cooking at, why would you just put your hand in there and pull the metal tray out?" You ask.
"Hey, I'm stupid, leave me alone." He frowns as he scratches at the blistering skin on his hand.
"Leave your hand under the tap for a while, I'll get Ashton to finish up with me." You sigh as you head to get Ashton.
Once back in the kitchen, Ashton laughs at Michael who stands with his hand under the tap and a sour look on his face before helping you prepare the food for everyone.
"See Mikey," You tease, "Ashton got the chicken out using oven gloves so he didn't burn himself."
Michael smiles to himself whilst shaking his head, "That's right, make fun of me! I'm injured and you don't even care."
You roll your eyes before taking Michaels hand from under the water and 'kissing it better'
"I think I burnt my lips too." He says with a dramatically thoughtful face.
You giggle before kissing him.
"Maybe my dick too." He teases.
"Michael!" You exclaim.
"What? It's Christmas!" He pouts.
"Later." You whisper before walking back over to Ashton who's cackling to himself.
Calum:
For a while, the guys have been trying to get you and Calum together but you're refusing to let them win.
Both of you are in love with each other but don't want to admit because it'd mean the boys were right and you will never give them the satisfaction of being correct.
For Christmas this year, Ashton has invited you all around to his house for a quiet day away from all the festivities that overtake the world.
You and Luke arrived at Ashtons together to find Michael and Calum already inside with Ashton.
The five of you spend the entire day together watching the best Christmas movies such as; Elf, Home Alone and Love Actually (lmao, I only watched that for Andrew Lincoln)
By the time 5 o'clock came around, Ashton, Luke and Michael all snuck off into the kitchen quietly whilst you and Calum sat next to each other on the couch.
"You look really good today y/n." Calum compliments shyly.
You blush and let a small smile decorate your face, "Thank you."
"Calum, y/n! Come here." Michael calls.
The two of you reluctantly stand up with a groan and walk to the kitchen together.
"What?" You ask with folded arms.
Luke is biting his lip, Ashton is smiling and Michael is pointing above you and Calum.
In the doorway, a mistletoe hangs above you both.
Calum starts to shake his head whilst you blush again.
"No, guys," Calum says, "Come on, it's not fair."
"You two clearly like each other now kiss!" Michael orders.
Calum looks over at you as you nervously run your hands up and down your arms.
"We'll stop after this, promise." Ashton says as you sigh.
Quickly, your eyes flick upwards to meet Calums perfect brown ones as he offers you a shy smile.
He steps forward and, without another moments consideration, he captures your lips with his own and you're quick to react. You kiss back immediately and smile slightly when you feel Calums arms resting on your waist.
You can hear the other three boys exclaiming with joy but you block them out since this is yours and Calums moment.
Even though you didn't want to give the three guys the thrill of being right, you let it slide because you ended Christmas with Calum.
Luke:
Luke is known for being as excitable as a child on Christmas. He loves the entire day and always wakes up at the crack of dawn to celebrate.
"Y/N! Babe, wake up, it's Christmas." Luke says happily.
"I know Luke but it's like 6 am, I'm tired." You complain.
"Baby please! I want to get up and drink hot chocolate with you whilst watching Christmas films! I want to give you your presents and cuddle you all day long." He pouts, pressing his lips against your neck.
He has a desperate, childlike tone to his voice that you just can't say no to so you roll over and face Luke.
"Come on then." You sigh as Luke smiles to himself.
You grab your dressing gown and and pull it over yourself to stop the morning frost from attacking you.
Luke grabs your hand and races down the stairs to your decorated living room.
"Damn I wish I still believed in Santa." Luke sighs, remembering placing your presents beneath the tree the night before.
"Lu, you're 22, you've got to grow up some day." You laugh.
"Not soon," Luke frowns as he falls onto the couch with a loud sigh, "I don't wanna grow up."
"You're not Peter Pan babe," You laugh, "And you never will be."
"Shut up." He groans before handing you his first gift for you.
After dinner
As promised, you and Luke are lay on the couch, snuggled up with hot chocolates (cream and marshmallows included) on your coffee table and {your favourite Christmas movie} playing.
Luke holds you close to him as you wearily watch the film, still exhausted from your rude awakening that morning.
He examines your hands before holding your left one, "I've already got a new years resolution."
"What is it?" You ask.
"I'm going to stick to it as well, I promise," Luke says quietly, "I'm going to buy you a beautiful shiny ring and I'm going to put it on this finger whilst asking you to be mine."
"When that time comes," You say, nuzzling further into Luke's side, "I promise to say yes."
LUKES WAS SO SOFT AW
~Abbie